Q*bert Jones IV
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I'm not really scared of them tbh. I respect that they *could* kill me if they wanted but I also know that they really don't want to.So, a few times I’ve seen scat on the property and wondered what it was. Big, and black. Did I say big? Not deer. Too big for cayote, or fox. Not a small mammal of any kind. Always thought to myself....damn, that looks like bear shit! Not that I’ve ever before seen known bear shit to confirm.
Methinks I may have been right. I was taking a soak in the hot tub last night. As I usually do when I hear tromping in the woods, I hunkered down quiet, figuring a deer would pop out. However, deer can move through brush pretty good, and this sound was more like something akin to a bull in a china shop. Almost wondered if people were back there. Hmmm...
Well, much to my surprise, a black bear came out into the yard. Shit. Believe you me I ducked down as much as I could, trapped in the hot tub, the bear walking by not more than twelve feet from what I figured could be my watery grave, lest I make any noise. Fortunately he kept on walking, but man that was (extra?) scary! Pretty cool, too.
Of course my son didn’t believe me. Like I’ve never seen a bear before, albeit I’ve never seen one in the “wild”. I estimated his rear haunches to be upwards of three feet high, his length on all fours was maybe four to five feet? Sure enough, I just looked up the size of adult male black bears and that’s close Thing was probably tall as me (6’4”) if standing upright, probably 250 to 300 pounds.
Time to start carrying a flashlight (or maybe order some bear spray for) when I walk the dog at night....
One time I was meditating outside and a cub walked right up to me. I didn't even see it until it was within arm's reach. I gasped and it ran away like I was a ghost.
Another time I walked around the corner of my house and there was an immense black bear standing just a few feet away, looking at me like I walked into the bathroom without knocking. We both got spooked. She ran away and I yelled foul obscenities at her in the hope that she'd get offended and never come back.
I always keep an air horn handy as it scares them away and the look on their face when it goes off is always priceless.
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